Santa Maria Kyoko

Night is falling in the village square of Santa Maria Poghju and Yutaro, 30, Japanese, rather tall and sporty-looking, holds a a plastic rifle in his hand. Leaning against the balustrade, he... Read allNight is falling in the village square of Santa Maria Poghju and Yutaro, 30, Japanese, rather tall and sporty-looking, holds a a plastic rifle in his hand. Leaning against the balustrade, he stares out for a few seconds. From this village perched on the mountain he sees the easte... Read allNight is falling in the village square of Santa Maria Poghju and Yutaro, 30, Japanese, rather tall and sporty-looking, holds a a plastic rifle in his hand. Leaning against the balustrade, he stares out for a few seconds. From this village perched on the mountain he sees the eastern plain below and, in the distance, the sea: dark and hostile. hostile. A few small ferry... Read all